Cowardice


Life is too long for fear
Which is why I never stay in it.
Like parley partners
And friends that yell too much,
The boy who always has a computer—
Keep in touch with the ones you love
For that is how you stay sane.

What is there to fear
When everything lasts forever?
There is infinite time
To make up and make do
And there is nothing to stop you but
Death: The End.

And fear is only for the living
But so is freedom
For dead men cannot feel
What they cannot love.

Cowardice

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